"This isn't happening," I said, in disbelief.

"Jennie, please you have to understand," Dean pleaded.

"I'm sorry, Dean, but you just told me that you hunt demons for a living. Dean, this is not possible. Demons do not exist. Ghosts, monsters, they're not real!" I was in shock and livid as ever.

"They do," Dean said.

"So what, you're like the ghost busters?" I asked, skeptically.

"Well kind of yeah," Dean replied, meekly.

I sighed. I didn't even know what to feel right now. I uh, I have to go right now. I have to check on a couple of patients. I'm sorry," I said. It was the fight or flight reaction and I was choosing flight. I hated that about myself but I was starting to panic now.

Dean didn't say anything in response. I didn't know how to handle this and I wasn't quite sure he knew how to handle it. I went into an on call room and just lay down on the bed. I closed my eyes, trying to clear my head. Soon enough, I drifted off into a deep sleep only to be woken up six hours later to make rounds.

"Hey, you didn't come home last night," Alex started, as he saw me in the resident locker room.

"So you're talking to me again?" I asked, bitter. Wow, I really shouldn't have snapped at him like that. I was being mean. "Sorry that was unnecessary. I just slept here in the on call room."

"Oh," Alex said.

"So how are you?" I asked, empathetically.

"Good. The new interns are ridiculous though. We weren't this bad, were we?" he asked, trying to break the ice. Things had been so tense between Alex and I lately that it was actually nice to carry a friendly conversation with him. At least one thing in my life was hectic. I guess that meant we were repairing things?

"I don't think so. I don't think I've ever yelled at people this much in my life though so yeah, they're pretty bad," I said.

"Same here," Alex said. The both of us walked outside of the room only to be greeted by our interns.

"Let's make rounds people!" I exclaimed. Alex and I exchanged glances, smiling mischievously while making our way to the different patients' room.

"Andrews!" I called out, as we got to Dean's room.

"Dean Winchester. Suffered a fall and GSW to the shoulder. Has been going through PT and is being discharged today," one frightened intern said.

"Good. You're on this case today Andrews. McCarl you'll be with Dr. Coats and Schulze you're with Dr. Moran today," I said. The interns began to disperse as Alex took his interns to another room.

I nodded at Jackie Andrews and she began to take down the last notes on Dean's chart. This was it. Today he was leaving and I we had kissed last night. He was leaving today. He had just told me he was a demon hunter and now I was avoiding him. Could I be any more of chicken?

"Look at you. You're like a big hot shot resident ordering them around like that," Dean said.

"Yeah," I answered, avoiding eye contact with Dean. I felt bad about the way we left things last night and I knew that if I looked at him, I'd want to fall into his arms and never leave.

"You're avoiding me," Dean pointed out. I glared at him and nodded towards my intern. He shrugged. "She won't mind." Jackie shot a weak and uncomfortable smile at me. She could tell that she had gotten herself caught in the middle of something.

"Yeah, I am," I replied. "I'm sorry."

"You know, most girls think it's pretty hot," Dean smirked.

"Dean," I groaned.

"What?" he asked.

"This is not a conversation we should be having right now," I hissed.

"Sorry," he mumbled.

"Jackie will you get Mr. Winchester his clothes and everything else that was brought here," I ordered.

"Yes," she replied, happy to get away from the two of us.

"Look, I've got to go check on another patient of my own and order more interns around," I started.

"Jennie, wait-," Dean said.

"Dean, not now," I replied, pulling away from him. I looked at him apologetically and then walked out of the room. Jackie would be able to handle it.

I went to another patient's room only to see Jackie walking down the hall. She was done. Was Dean gone? Was that the last time I'd see him? I couldn't let be the last time. Dr. Stevens had talked to me about it but technically he wasn't a patient anymore. As for the demon thing? Was that really important? I had to ask myself if that was really important in the grand scheme of things. No it wasn't because I was head over heels for Dean and that's really all that mattered. I pursued Jackie.

"Did Mr. Winchester leave?" I asked.

"He should be outside with his brother now," she replied.

"Thanks, uh, can you cover Ms. Goldstein?" I asked, thrusting to the chart into her hands. "I'm sorry, there's just something I should do."

"Sure," she said, confused.

"Thanks," I said, before running to find Dean.

I had been stupid and I felt like a terrible person. I had been avoiding him. Sure, he hunted demons and I wasn't quite sure what to think about but the fact that I was willing to my career on the line for him really meant something. I had wanted to be a doctor for the longest time yet this man was making me want to throw it all away. His brother Sam had pulled up their car to the side of the hospital and Dean was about to get in.

I didn't care anymore. Sure, what he had told me last night had been a lot to swallow but it didn't matter. When Dean and I started getting to know each other, I was beginning to struggle with my feelings for him but he wasn't my patient anymore and I already knew that I was falling pretty hard for him. God, I was crazy about Dean! This should not be stopping me. Okay, so he hunted demons. He was kind of like superman.

"Dean, Dean wait!" I exclaimed, running down the steps.

He turned around to see me. I kept running towards him, jumping into his arms and kissing him passionately. Dean caught me, kissing me back and returning the passion. He slowly put me back on my feet and continued to kiss me. My hands held his neck while his were around my waist, bringing my body closer to his. It didn't matter anymore. All I wanted was to be his. He kissed me back, pulling me closer to him and closing the gap between us. The kisses were sweet, passionate, and loving. I wrapped my arms around his neck and then pulled away, smiling at him as our faces were inches apart.

"I don't care about your job or anything. I want to give this a try. Technically you're not a patient anymore and I just, I'm head over heels for you, Dean," I admitted.

He smiled and leaned in to kiss me once more, "It's about time you came around."

I giggled, "Yeah it took me a while, huh?"

"Yeah, it did," he replied, kissing me again.

"And look, I'm sorry about last night and the way that I left things. It was a lot to handle but I've processed it and I just, I don't even care. In fact, you were right. A lot of girls do find it hot," I replied.

He chuckled, "Come here, you." He pulled me in for another kiss. All this time, we had been waiting for this moment. All of the long talks, the sexual tension, the chemistry... it all lead up to this. I savored every kiss and tried to memorize every movement of his lips. It was like those times when you were a kid and you wanted a cookie but your mom put them on the top shelf. Then finally one day, you got a hold of them and indulged.

"Guys, I hate to break this up but Dean we need to go," Sam said.

"What?" I asked, surprised. We hadn't had any time together.

"Well being a demon hunter you don't really settle in anywhere and we have another case," Dean said.

"Right," I replied. Now it was my turn to be hurt.

"I'll be back in a week or so," Dean replied.

I nodded, "Okay. Don't make me regret telling you."

He chuckled, "I won't."

Dean pulled me in for another kiss before getting into his car and driving away.